Nowhere To Run.

Last night at Brunswick Track Champs (round 1) I knocked two whole seconds off my kilo time. Yep. 1:08:672. And Jay Callaghan, who has taken me under his wing a little bit of late, reckoned it would've been even faster if I hadn't skipped the wheel three times in my start (apparently he was counting). Of course, I dug myself a pretty big hole in doing so, and as such didn't feature in the pointy end of the motorpace, but it's still nice to see those times coming down.